Chapter 118.2: A Small Trial; Wiping Out a Northern Barbarian Squad in a Single Breath! (II)

"What do we do now?" Tong Xuan asked with some confusion. During moments like this, he could only wander blindly and rely on luck. However, relying on luck alone was no longer enough. They could encounter a squad at any time, and he alone could probably not wipe them out.

Everyone turned their gaze toward Dao Shi'er. This was the Barbarian Slaying Squad's first operation, and all decisions had to come from him.

In fact, this was also a test of his ability. If he weren't a competent commander, as he had stated, this squad would fall apart after its very first operation. Hence, this operation was critical.

"No rush." Lu Changsheng closed his eyes. The next moment, he activated the Wind Sense Intent.

Whoosh...

A gentle breeze swept past. Lu Changsheng's consciousness merged into the breeze and drifted along with it toward the distance.

"

Hm

?"

You Shifei abruptly looked up and stared at Dao Shi'er. He was not the only one. The others also sensed something unusual.

Was that another Intent just now?

Is he hiding a third Intent? It seems to be related to wind.

Could that be how he keeps finding the northern barbarians?

They exchanged glances. In truth, everyone already had a guess.

Three Intents... the mere thought of it was already terrifying. For an ordinary martial artist, comprehending one Intent was already enough to be proud of, and comprehending two meant the individual was a genius.

How about comprehending three?

They didn't disturb him and waited quietly. As Dao Shi'er used the Wind Sense Intent, his consciousness dissolved into the wind. The wind scattered in all directions, and everything within several li was laid bare before him.

Whoosh!

Lu Changsheng opened his eyes. "There's a squad eight li to the west with five Divine Strength martial artists. I can't tell if any of them are on the rankings. They are very good at disguising themselves.

"If you go, you must go all out and kill them in one strike. Don't let anyone escape. If they turn out to be high-ranked experts and you get attacked, I won't step in. I'll retreat immediately and head back to Beiling City. Is that clear?"

Lu Changsheng's face was solemn. He played the role of commander and would not participate in the battle, yet his role was the most critical of all. Of course, this arrangement had already been agreed upon in advance.

"No problem."

"If we cannot even handle a mere squad, then that is our own failure."

"Brother Dao, your safety comes first. Hide properly and wait for our victorious return."

"Let's go."

You Shifei, Yang Zhen, Tong Xuan, and Tie Yuan all voiced their agreement. They had been feeling frustrated by their inability to locate barbarian squads. Now that Dao Shi'er had pointed out the exact location of those northern barbarians, they only needed to act.

If even this was not enough to deal with them, then it would have nothing to do with Dao Shi'er. It meant that they were too weak, and they would die without any regrets.

Soon after, the four set off. Lu Changsheng watched their figures disappear into the distance, and then he activated Wind Sense Intent once more alongside them.

Lu Changsheng also wanted to see just how good the squad he had assembled truly was. Words meant nothing; only a battle would reveal the answer.

The five northern barbarian Divine Strength martial artists wandered aimlessly across the grasslands. They appeared absent-minded, but they were in fact extremely cautious and were closely monitoring their surroundings.

"Doesn't seem like our day today. We still haven't run into a single Da Yu Dynasty martial artist."

"They're forming squads now, too. If we run into them, it won't be easy."

"Maybe not. The Da Yu Dynasty martial artists don't rank well on the Divine Strength Rankings. With our strength, if we only run into one or two ranked martial artists, we should be able to handle them, shouldn't we?"

The five were confident, and the general mood of the squad was rather relaxed. They even looked forward to encountering martial artists from the Divine Strength Rankings. That way, they could earn more merit. However, the Northern Region Battlefield was vast, and even roaming for an entire day did not guarantee an encounter with another squad.

"Wait, someone's there!"

"They're fast... and they're coming straight at us!"

"There are four martial artists in total, all of them are at the Divine Strength Realm."

"One of them seems to be You Shifei, ranked eighteenth on the Divine Strength Rankings!"

"Run!"

The northern barbarian squad discovered the martial artists ahead of them, especially You Shifei. He was ranked eighteenth on the Divine Strength Rankings and was very famous. In addition, You Shifei's appearance had long been etched into their memories.

The five instantly fled without any hesitation. They were confident against ranked opponents, but they weren't confident about fighting those within the top twenty.

The top twenty martial artists were technically monsters. More importantly, You Shifei was not alone. He had squadmates with him, and those companions were likely not weak either.

Whoosh.

The five scattered in all directions to flee, but You Shifei and the others were even faster than they were.

Clang!

Yang Zhen was quiet and had little presence in the squad, but upon making a move, he displayed terrifying swordsmanship. The instant his sword left its sheath, the air of the grasslands changed. Every blade of grass around them seemed to become a deadly sword.

The northern barbarians' faces changed drastically at the sight of Yang Zhen's overwhelming sword intent.

"Such powerful swordsmanship... could it be Yang Zhen, ranked thirty-third?"

Yang Zhen thrust his sword forward, piercing a northern barbarian's throat. With a horizontal sweep, the northern barbarian's head was severed. The northern barbarian collapsed, never to stand again.

Yang Zhen had struck decisively, and his sword struck true. You Shifei was no different. Compared to Yang Zhen's sword, his saber was even more fearsome. With a single saber strike, he fought two northern barbarians.

"Kill!"

The two northern barbarians knew how terrifying You Shifei was, and they had no choice but to join forces. You Shifei's saber attack wasn't made from a sophisticated technique, but it contained terrifying power reaching several thousand cauldrons of strength.

It was even more frightening than Lu Changsheng's fist.

Swish!

The two northern barbarians' chests collapsed inward, and they slammed heavily into the ground.

"

Hehe

, explode!"

Tong Xuan specialized in fist techniques. He sent out a punch, and an invisible wave of pressure swept forward like a ferocious tiger descending the mountain.

The remaining northern barbarian's will to resist shattered instantly, and Tong Xuan smashed his head apart with a single punch. At this point, four of them had fallen.

Only one remained, and his opponent was Great Spear Tie Yuan. Tie Yuan did not rush. Instead, he leisurely took out the two folded sections of his spear, and with a crisp crack, the spear became a

full

great spear.

"Go."

Tie Yuan thrust his spear forward. The spear shaft vibrated violently, and the spear turned rapidly as it pierced the last remaining northern barbarian.

Spurt!

Tie Yuan's expression did not change as he withdrew the great spear. Fresh blood still clung to the weapon, dripping steadily onto the ground. The northern barbarian's eyes widened, recognizing his attacker moments before death—Great Spear Tie Yuan.

They were no ordinary enemies. All four were experts ranked within the top fifty of the Divine Strength Rankings. Encountering such a squad meant death was inevitable.

"Go!"

You Shifei and the others did not hesitate. They severed the heads of the five northern barbarians and withdrew at once. Their figures vanished in an instant.

The entire ambush lasted only a single breath. In a mere breath, a five-man squad was annihilated. The ambush was swift, precise, and merciless. It was killing at peak efficiency!